I walked past your house
Every day
But never knocked the door
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I watched as you passed
Every day
And always hoped for more
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
I walked past your house
Every day
But never knocked the door
—–
I watched as you passed
Every day
And always hoped for more
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Does verse 2 cover how u took pictures from the bushes, 4 goes into.how u learned to toe knots and by verse 8 you’re snacking in man flesh n making a coat from his torso?
I assume him. Could be her. If so u might need more skin for the flesh jacket.
I have a lot of questions
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š¤£š¤£ Indeed you do!!
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Well said LC…..
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Great depiction of opposing viewpoints & that mutual pining!
Now if one of them only plucked up the courage to ask …
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liked this one: the great title, two contrasting perspectives —
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Wonderful use of perspective!
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Carole King’s ‘so far away’ came into mind
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Great title! Such longing! And then reminds me that life is about action. Can’t just always be thinking and doing nothing else.
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